A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 59



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59.

#Found the clue (2)

“Who is it?”

Jang Yi-seo asked straight away. Then Ma-ui finally grabbed the glass in front of him, gulped it down, and said.

“Mad doctor.”

Broad sense… doesn’t that mean a crazy congressman?

Jang Yi-seo tilted his head. No matter how much he tried to recall it, it was the first time he had heard of that nickname. As a spy, he was proud of knowing most famous people.

Among the members of Gangho, the most notable ones are Jeongpa’s Life and Death God, Ma-gyo’s Dok-san-ma-ui, and Dangga’s Man-cheon-chim-ui.

“Who is the broad one?”

When Jang Yi-seo asked again, Ma-ui glanced at Jang Yi-seo’s arm without answering. It was the back of his arm where the black tendons were prominent. Jang Yi-seo felt the gaze and lowered his sleeve. Ma-ui then smiled and said.

“Your body is completely filled with magic. Tsk tsk, even if I hold out, it’ll only last ten days. As far as I know, there aren’t many black people who have lost their color so well… … Did you meet the cult leader?”

Ha. Jang-seo opened his mouth wide and was genuinely surprised. How could he diagnose something at a glance? Yong, Yong.

“How did you know?”

“The cult leader would sometimes bestow the sacred Heavenly Demon’s internal energy on those he cherished.”

“Ah… … Are you talking about that guy? I don’t think that’s the case at all.”

“Huh, when will you ever have the chance to possess such exquisite internal energy? Consider it an honor.”

What is the glory of the magic of Jeongdoin? Still, I felt relieved that there were others besides me. In any case, there must have been some who found the answer.

Jang I-seo asked cautiously with a slightly anxious expression.

“Then what happened to everyone else now?”

Then the magician answered as if asking something obvious.

“He must be dead.”

“yes?”

“Without the Heavenly Demonic Art, how could my body survive? I would have died from the madness of the demonic possession, with all my muscles and bones twisted.”

Oh my, this is crazy!

“You said they were guys you cared about.”

“You gave me a chance, and I died because I didn’t grab that chance. Then I should blame myself. What’s the problem?”

“That’s what we call murder with intent to commit.”

“You bastard! So you’re saying that the leader destroyed the articles? Is that something you can say in front of me, an elder?!”

Jang-seo was shocked by the devil’s shout. The elder is the legislator and judge of the devil’s cult. He went too far.

“I’m sorry. I’ll be gone for a moment… … .”

“That’s correct.”

“yes?”

“It is true that the leader removed it.”

No, but this person is real.

“Those foolish people who have talent but can’t use it properly only cause strife within the religion. The leader knew about this and personally sorted it out.”

Jang Yiseo’s face became blank. What on earth are the thoughts of the cult leaders and elders?

If you have talent but can’t use it, it’s better to just kill them.

“Okay, I understand. Anyway, you’re single and I don’t know much about this, so go find out somewhere else.”

Okay. What more can I say to the Demonic Cult Elder? It was a mistake to expect that. Jang Yiseo sighed deeply and waved his hand, issuing an order to expel the guests.

Okay then.

“Let me see the Mac.”

“no!”

Oh, damn it. The small, old magician’s hand grabbed Jang Yi-seo’s wrist.

On the surface, he looks like a nagging, grumpy old man, but in reality, he is one of the best in the Demonic Cult and the Sixth Elder. If he sets his mind to it, there is no way he can be defeated.

“Let go.”

Even though Jang Yi-seo was speaking with a serious expression, Ma-ui closed her eyes tightly and muttered as if wondering where the dog was barking.

“Let’s just wait and see. What kind of guy is he that the leader likes so much? If he’s not a very strong person, he wouldn’t even pay attention to him. Huh?”

What the hell. Jang-seo tries his best to pull his hand away, but there is no sign of it slipping out. How can his old, withered hand have such great strength?

But at that very moment.

“You… are a genius?”

The demon opened his eyes wide as if he was shocked and said this. Jang Yi frowned and took advantage of the moment when his grip had weakened to pull his hand out.

“What are you doing?”

It’s no use arguing about it. Ma-ui muttered, shaking his head as if he still couldn’t believe it.

“A long-sleeved shirt… … Hehe, I never thought I’d see this cute guy in my lifetime!”

“Cute… … What is that now… … .”

“Just stay still. Let me touch it.”

“her!”

Wow! Jang Yi-seo jumped up in surprise. Then Ma-ui’s eyes widened and he approached her like a zombie. It was completely different from what he had seen before.

“Stand up. Come here. I need to touch you today.”

“Hey, come on!”

Jang Yi-seo felt a deep crisis in his life as a spy and was ready to unleash Baek-roe. What kind of disaster is this?

But just then, the demon approached him and tilted his head as if something suddenly occurred to him.

“But there’s no way the cult leader wouldn’t know about the Nine-Legendary Body. Why did he teach you the internal energy of the Heavenly Demon?”

My ears perked up. I shouldn’t be fooled again. He really is a man who is good at making people lose their minds. If it were another story, I wouldn’t know, but since it’s something related to my body, I can’t help but feel this anxious.

“Sit down.”

The magician sat back down with an expression that seemed to be deep in thought. Jang-seo also took a shallow breath and cautiously let his guard down before facing the seat next to him.

Although he is eccentric, he is comparable to the elder of the Murim Alliance, the God of Life and Death.

Then I might learn something new about my body.

“How much do you know about the Gyu-Gyu-Ji-Che?”

“I don’t know much. It’s just that there are nine holes in my danjeon, and my internal energy is leaking out. So my body will never be able to overcome the wall of climax. Isn’t that right?”

“That’s right. But in return, you can reach the peak of your five senses and sixth sense, and instantly understand and unleash the secrets of martial arts.”

As he spoke, a strange light appeared in Ma-ui’s eyes. Jang-seo felt a slight sense of crisis. After all, he felt that he was being doubted for having lived quietly until now with such qualities.

In times like this, it is best to act more confidently.

“Then what can I do? Even if I learn it, I can’t use it. I get possessed by the spirits and often vomit blood and faint.”

“Well… … I guess that’s true. It’s a shame.”

Okay. Seeing that the doubts had been cleared up, Jang Seo asked with a hardened expression again.

“So. What’s wrong with the old system?”

“Hmm, are you curious?”

Are you curious? Jang Il-seo answered, looking at me incredulous.

“yes.”

Of course I’m curious.

“Haha! It’s good that there are no hiding things. Good. If you grant me a favor, I’ll tell you what I know.”

“Are you… … talking about Tak?”

“Yes. The unmarried mountain that the slaughterhouse had. Where did it come from? Find its whereabouts. Your head would be better than those of those unmarried tigers.”

Jang Yiseo’s eyebrows trembled slightly. Wasn’t that something he had entrusted to the local lord? A firm refusal came out of his mouth.

“Okay.”

It’s not just that I hate it.

“Is it because of the time? The magic will soon consume your body?”

The magician smiled teasingly and asked, Yes, that’s right. That’s why. I’m curious, but I don’t have time to follow the slaughterhouse.

“Someone told me to find a cure for this body. I’m busy looking for it.”

“As for the starting point for treating the chronic kidney disease… … I can confidently say that there is no such thing.”

“So are you saying that the leader really tried to kill me?”

“Maybe so.”

This damn thing… … .

“But if you learn about the bet based on the Heavenly Demonic Art and the things you didn’t know about your body, the Nine-Kyu Ji Body, you might be able to find a way. At least, if your mind is at its peak of five stellar qualities.”

Jang Yiseo’s heart fluttered. To be honest, he was scared. Right now, even the slightest clue was needed.

“What do you think? Will you make a deal with me?”

At Ma-ui’s suggestion, Jang-seo opened his mouth at the end of the long story.

“It’s only about your whereabouts. I won’t get involved in anything else.”

“Haha, I guess you really do make sense. I don’t want anything more than that.”

“… … Please tell me.”

When Jang Yi-seo accepted the offer, Ma-ui nodded and answered calmly and fluently.

“Originally, internal energy has a compatibility that depends on one’s constitution. For example, if someone with strong yang energy goes to the Bukhae Ice Palace to learn yin energy, it would be the same as dying young.”

Although the example is a bit far-fetched, it is understandable. It is said that even the mind method has its pair. No matter how good the ascending martial arts are, if they do not fit your constitution, they are useless.

“But there is no such compatibility in the nine-legged body. It matches well with any clothes you wear, and you can handle it without difficulty. So, strictly speaking, your body is dying because you don’t have the Heavenly Demonic Power, but it is because the demonic energy that leaked out through the nine holes invaded your body without you knowing it.”

Was that it? To be honest, it was quite a shock.

I thought it was a tragedy caused by a lack of the method to handle magic, but it turned out to be something that just happened because the body itself was made that way.

Jang Il-seo, who was gathering his thoughts carefully, suddenly opened his eyes wide and asked.

“No, then… … . Even if I learn the Heavenly Demon Art, doesn’t that mean I can’t avoid death?”

“That’s it. How can you stop the leak? That’s why you need two, not one, to survive. You need to know how to handle bets similar to the Heavenly Demonic Spirit, even if it’s not as good as the Heavenly Demon Spirit, and you also need to block the leak.”

It was like a bolt from the blue. So, is there really no cure for the Gyu-gyu-ji-che? Then why did the cult leader tell us to find the cure?

‘Are you trying to tease me?’

No way. Even if he is the elusive leader of the Demonic Cult, this is still not right. What can I do?

“Hmm, it looks like you haven’t found the answer yet. Then how about this?”

The magician spoke, fiddling with the snake head at the end of his staff.

“The more extreme your internal energy is, the more intelligent you are. Do you know that?”

What the hell does that mean? Smart? It’s not like a bet has a form, nor is it a living, breathing organism.

“I have no idea.”

When Jang Yi-seo shook his head as if he didn’t understand English, Ma-ui laughed heartily and answered.

“It is literally true. Even a mere pigeon will return to its home if you teach it. If it is an internal energy that resembles only the most pure and noble spirits of nature, then what else could it be if not a spirit?”

It’s an idea I’ve never thought of before. It’s like a living, breathing spirit with internal energy. I just thought of it as a consumable that I could manipulate with my breath and will.

“Let me give you an example. Now, try poking me with these chopsticks.”

“Anywhere?”

“Yes, anywhere. I won’t be taking any precautions.”

The magician nodded to the chopsticks on the table and then closed his eyes tightly.

I’m telling you to do whatever you want.

Jang picked it up without hesitation, spun it around, and stabbed the back of his hand, which was resting on the table, with the blunt end.

Pass. The moment it touched the chopsticks, they turned a deep green and then decayed into powder and disappeared.

“Poison?!”